by Profe Steve
Summer days are past, Lying on the cool green grass Lazy daydream days
Time to bundle up Against the frigid north wind Time to remember
Holding gentle hands, Embraces neath waterfalls That wash away cares
Fireplace flames now dance To the light in your soft eyes Cuddled warmly near.
Music soft and low Inspire lingering kisses; Warm breath on my face
Slow down, slow down now Into the loving rhythm Of long winter nights.